An absolutely terrific progressive death metal band from Sweden, who lump together long, acoustic interludes, with long bouts of dynamic, layered guitar, so heavy and simultaneously intricate that it's immediately orgasm-inducing. Also a wonderful live band, who are probably a little too self-depriciative on stage with their humble attitudes, but play and sing all of their songs perfectly. Too often, though, their drummer flies home in mid-tour to suck his mother's tit, and they're forced to find an emergency replacement. Each song stands alone as a heart-touching story of death and sorrow, which are woven together to create each album, which is called an "observation." Mikael (vocalist) and Peter (guitarist) are sexier than sin, and should be allowed to play naked, lying down, and covered with Lubriderm body lotion under dark candlelight.

Opeth is a perfect death metal alternative to a wanky, long-winded black metal band.